Random Thoughts

Who knows. I MIGHT not have gray hairs. Either the light in the bathroom at work is seriously frightening, or else my light at home just sucks. I know that my face often looks full of nastiness in that bathroom mirror, and yet while I'm at home I tend to think my face looks fairly good. I wonder how people find gray hairs, are they just that obsessive about it (seems like I should be able to pinpoint that damn thing, seeing as how I'm pretty obsessive) or do they just have really good (bad) lighting in their house? I found a start of a hair that looked gray, and I cut it off cause it wouldn't just pull off, but it was even harder to tell what color it was after it was a single hair. Go figure. I'm hoping that I might actually have some blond in my hair, and maybe that's what kept catching the light. I saw another one (maybe), but I can't isolate it to yank the fucker out. What with the glintiness of it, if it turns out to be a truly gray hair, maybe I'll get...

Full of hate today. SO MUCH. My W-2's are going to be later this year since some assholes had to quit on the 31st of December. I hate all those assholes. I had to do someone else's work all day yesterday, which was a nice change of pace I suppose, except I spent much of the day trying to fix what some idiot messed up on Sunday. I hate that idiot today too. I'm tired and I have to back up the phones all day because someone else can't do what they should be doing. I hate that idiot today as well. People have to change their schedule all the damn time, I hate them all too. I'm full of the hate today people and wondering why I make such a damn effort to be here everyday, such an effort to try and help people in whatever way I can, and it's never acknowledged, just assumed that that is what I do. I bend over backwards to change the schedule, only to have other people whine at me, or have people take off days after I've already figured it out for that day. Now I...

I'm gonna pull a Britney. I am SO sick of my hair. It's too long, officially now. I always wondered how long I could possibly let it get and how much I could stand to have truly long hair and you know what? I passed that stage about a month ago. Maybe two months ago. I don't even know how much I'm gonna get rid of when I finally can. I've never had much luck with going to hair salons and stuff like that. Plus, I hate the thought of spending the money when I don't have to. But I just can't cut my own hair. I used to, and I really shudder at the thought of how uneven it must have been. Cause really? How the hell do you cut the back of your hair? I'm not even sure how I used to do it, but I'd just get so sick of my hair that I would cut it down short. I think I've always longed for a short cut. Something that would be so cute, except I can't really pull it off. It makes me face look too long, and most shorter cuts look so cute cause people actua...